After successfully reaching Initiation in the Fist Technique, Chen Mo had rarely gone out, but he had never relaxed his watch over the area around his residence.
When one was alone outside, one had to be more cautious.
Recently, gang members had begun prowling this area with increasing frequency. Official patrols also appeared from time to time, seemingly searching for something. Some members of great lineages had also arrived in secret.
Each time, they sent different people. It was only because Chen Mo kept such close watch and possessed an exceptional memory that they had not managed to slip past him unnoticed.
As time passed, this situation became increasingly frequent.
Chen Mo paid ever more attention to it. The moment there was the slightest rustle of wind or movement of grass, if it was aimed at him, he would react immediately.
He had no desire to merely defend himself and take beatings.
"Are they really here for me?" Chen Mo wondered.
Thinking back on everything he had done since entering the city, it should not have drawn the attention of so many forces. That left only one possibility: these people were looking for someone else.
There were ten houses on this street in total. Chen Mo himself had rented eight of them, leaving only two occupied by other households.
One belonged to a teacher from the city. He lived alone, leaving early and returning late every day. From time to time, he brought home copying work, letter-writing jobs, and the like. His life was not particularly well-off.
As for the other household, since Chen Mo had never seen anyone there, he had deliberately investigated it. It was a family of three. Other than buying food, they rarely went out and generally stayed shut away at home.
Both husband and wife